The Protector

Everyone present at the temple instantly held their breaths at that sentence.

They stared at Sebastian in disbelief.

What could possibly have pushed Sebastian to make such a daring exchange?

He was even willing to give up his fortune in order to beat this mysterious person, or force.

Sebastian continued kneeling as he waited for an answer to come from within the temple.

Finally, after about ten minutes, the rundown wooden door of the temple creaked open.

A man dressed in a suit walked out of the temple. Everyone looked on in shock and fear as the godson of the ex-ruler of the underworld walked toward them.

Even Sebastian looked terrified.

The young man said simply, “Sebastian, please return. My godfather will handle this.”

“What?”

“Thank you, sir!” Sebastian yelled in glee.

He agreed!

That meant the Morris Group was done for.

was practically on the same level as God

that he couldn’t get his hands on

of this man finally returning to society

of Quebec. He had locked himself away for thirty years,

could tell that North Hampton was about to undergo

more meant that Quebec was about to go through a massive

forces and families in South City started preparing for

on the next day, the ten most powerful families of South City gathered along the twisting and turning roads of Mount Amethyst in

Sebastian stood among them.

coming from the end of

had come down the mountain on

surrounded an old man with white hair and a ruddy complexion

old, his steps were steady and he

ruler

him by ‘sir’

he looked like any other esteemed figure,

him to

from Fernand Yates, Scott’s godson, there were four other people walking next to him. They were also known as the Four

skin and bones, and resembled a walking skeleton. His skin stretched taut over the angular frame of his skull. He was known simply

tall and looked like a human mountain.

were six scars on the thin skin of his scalp. His

last one appeared completely normal, and nothing stood out about him. However, he was the most fearsome

were